Letras
There are some people
Who think they are god himself
Those loathsome people think
They have to decide over life and death
They walk into high schools
Loaded with guns
Ready to do what their planned for months
They don't care about all the innocents
They are Gunmen
With a gun in his hand
Gunman
A loaded gun in his hand
Now I tell you
What those people are to me
They are cowards
Inhuman just the last of the last
And they should bleed
For every child and every man
For every wife they've blast
No grace, no mercy, just pain
To the Gunman
With a gun in his hand
Gunman
A loaded gun in his hand
With a gun in his hand
Gunman
A loaded gun in his hand
And now I ask myself
Why is this world so bad
How can a human do such things?
Too many people
Died!